The Required Amount at the Prescribed Rate (Handcrafted From the Finest Corinthian Leather)
Summer Is Coming
The jury is out about how much the human mind remembers pain, but I know for certain that every winter, I forget how much I hate the heat . . . until it rears its humid head again.
4 comments:
If you could get rid of either the wicked humid heat of summer or the fiercely bitter cold of winter, which would you pick?
Humid heat. I need to start talcing again.
Not me, my man. I’ll sweat it out in the summer. Keep that bone-chilling cold away from me.
humid heat! you can always put on more clothes, dummy.
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